I was looking at today's paper, deciding whether if there is anything in it that is worth my further messing up my room with accumulated papers when I heard a someone in the background said, "Don't need to buy, you can have mine."

Still looking for valuable articles, I continued to peep into the papers.

"Don't need to buy, you can have my copy, I have finished with it."

It was only then did I realized that the voice was directed to me. I turned around to see a clean shaven, bespectacled man, dressed very casually, in his early thirties holding today's papers in his arms.

He looked at me, and continued," Don't need to buy. I have finished my papers, you can have them if you want." In rather much of a loss, I mumbled something and took the papers. This, being the first time in my life being offered newspaper by a stranger, my inexperience is apparent in my lack of graciousness in accepting his goodwill.

All the while, I looking at him. He reminded me of someone I met on IRC, someone whom I discussed philosophy and Zen extensively with, someone who impressed me with both his worldly wisdom and knowledge in the spiritual. By the time, I collected my thoughts, he was already a distance away, slowly putting more between us.

It is time to catch up with old friends.